Temptation of forbidden things

She went out of the VIP corner confidently. Her hips swinging from one side to another.

Her dark hair danced along with them. Passerby kept on staring at her like she was some goddess.

She walked around like she was the queen of the entire world and everyone is inferior to her.

As if the world was her's.

Her confidence is what made her seem extra special yet intimating at the same time.

She didn't bother looking at the men who were whispering behind her back.

On her way out, her eyes fell on that man with a cap. He was somehow mysterious and that's what made him stand out in front of her eyes.

He was also staring at her intensely or that's what she thought. His eyes couldn't be seen, only full lips were in view.

She gulped down when she suddenly felt the urge to go and kiss him. She shooked her head to get rid of the dirty thoughts.

"You can't be this thirsty for a men's touch that you would go around eye raping men around. Shame on you," she thought before confidently walking out of the club.

She didn't bother looking back.

That mysterious man had a smirk forming on his lips.

"I wish someone would tell me why forbidden things look so tempting," he said eyeing his glass of vodka.

"That's because it's something you can't have. What's the fun of getting everything easily? A little challenge is what makes everything more exciting," the bartender said wiping off the glass with a piece of clean cloth.

"If it's as you said then when the thrilling feeling is gone, everything is going to end," he said gulping down the glass in one go.

"Seems like the ghost of love has already gotten to your head and if that's for 'Ace Queen' then forget about it. She's someone you are never going to have. I have seen countless men coming here every weekend just to catch a glimpse of her yet she never gave anyone her attention."

The mysterious men looked at the bartender.

"That's because they weren't worthy of her but I am. I am capable enough to take care of her and her needs. She is going to love the life I can offer her," he said smugly.

"I wish that it was all about the luxury apartments and gifts, but it's not. Everyone isn't after your money or luxury. Some people are just lost and need love to put them in their places. Some are just broken and deep inside of their hearts, in search of someone who will try to understand them."

"That's some deep sh*t men. I haven't got time for all of these. I just know that I want her. She is the first girl who has caught my eyes so far," he said remembering the day he met her.

Flashback:

He was playing a video game when his older brother called him.

"Elijah, I better see you in the main house in twenty minutes. If you are late by one minute then this month's pocket money is going to be a dream of yours," the deep and cold voice of his older sibling's met with the shell of his ears.

"Ok, I will be there in twenty minutes. Just don't cut my pocket money. You know that I can't live without it," he dramatically said as if he was short on money.

He was born to the richest man in the country, who was the most powerful Mafia.

He had everything most people couldn't even imagine yet he couldn't waste money as he wished.

The reason: his mother. The most sincere and kind woman he has seen.

He often wondered how his father got himself a woman as beautiful and innocent as a fairy when he is nothing less than a dark fallen angel.

In other words, Lucifer but his older brother and the only sibling were worse than his father. He was someone he adored yet feared the most, at the same time.

He jumped off the sofa and started running around to find his pants.

He kept on looking here and there but couldn't find it at all.

"What the fudge, where's my pants? I swear if I am late today then I am going crawl back under the blanket and stay there till next month," he said making a crying face.

"What are you searching for?" His mother said coming out of the kitchen with a cake in her arms.

"Mum, I am looking for my black jeans that have 4 pockets and ribbed horizontally around my left knee," he said signing in relief as he was sure that now his mother is here, his problems are going to run away faster than UV ray.

"Your description matches with around fifteen pants. But if you looking for the one you bought last week because you thought that the others were already old then it's on your room's wardrobe's fourth drawer's left side," she said while putting the cake inside the fridge.

"But I already looked up there. It isn't there. God, Rip to my pocket money," he said making a crying face.

"If I go up there and find it at that exact place then forget about getting ice cream for the entire month. And if you are thinking that you will sneakily eat the ice cream I kept for myself then forget about it. I have kept an extra special CCTV camera there."

Elijah gulped down his own saliva. His mother could also manage to look scary once in a while.

He hesitantly nodded his head before following his mother's lead, who was already on her way to his messy room.

"I cleaned this last morning. How can you be this messy? I can't believe that I gave birth to a messy son like you!" She glared at him before looking at the wardrobe.

She opened the exact drawer she told Elijah about and pulled the pants out.

"And you said that you have already looked up here?" She sarcastically said.